4/20/12

Subliminal Messages

Dear Peabody,

Your brother announced today that it's weird to think of me having another person inside of me. We then proceeded to call you an alien, a parasite and a tumor. It's true. You'll understand some day. E will explain it to you.

E is making a playlist for you. I explained to him how you will be able to hear more and more of the outside world the older you get.  So he's keeping track of all the songs he loves so he can share them with you while you're still cooking.  He became very serious at one point during our discussion of music and was obviously concentrating on something. He then said "It's weird to think of languages. Peabody can hear us, but she or he has no idea what we're saying." We decided that you'll figure it out eventually, with a little bit of help.

So listen up, Tater Tot. The world's waiting for you.

Love,

Mama


Reawakening

No, I haven't died. I'm just pregnant. First trimester woes plus a miserable rotation took me off the face of the internet world for a little while. So I'll start filling in the blanks now that I'm feeling more like a person and less like a bloated sack of nauseated heartburn. You're welcome.

4/19/12

Girls Versus Boys

So we had the big 16-week ultrasound today at my doctor's office. The nurse spent approximately 20 minutes of my 25 minute visit trying to get little Wiggle Worm-in utero to hold still and uncross his/her legs long enough for us to get a peek. After all of that maneuvering, we're fairly certain it's a....GIRL! Yay! A girl! What the heck am I gonna do with a girl?! I've only taken care of the male version of children, I don't know what to do with females!

My entire circle of family and friends were already convinced that this child was a girl. For his/her own sake, I hope the ultrasound glimpse was right, because if not, there are too many jokes already readily apparent.

My poor son was the only one (besides me) who was holding out a little bit of hope that it was a boy. Obviously boys always want brothers, and since he already has a half-sister, he thought maybe he'd get something different this time ;-).

I told him today and then, aware that he was slightly disappointed (it's ok, Peabody, your older brother adores the heck out of you regardless of whether you're a boy or a girl...), I assured him that he would get along just fine with a sister (evidence in fact: D and his 3 sisters are very close). I then reminded him that I had wanted him to be a girl, a joke that I say all the time and apparently he thought was really just a joke, because he said: "Really??" Rather horrified, he was. I said "Yep. But God told me, 'nope, you're having a boy, and you're going to name him E and he's going to be full of mischief but he'll give you the sweetest kisses."

E thought for a moment and then said "I think it's neat that God tells you how to do things. How does he do that?"  I said, "What do you mean?"  He said, "Well,  you know, God told you how to tuck me in and things."

Where would I be without you, God?


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